Meanwhile at Bad Boy Bondage, it’s time to open up Joseph’s back door! Few things are better for that than a long, thick dildo. Master Devon has all the tools for a great session, but the foot-long dildo is one of his faves. Watch as the captive’s perfectly smooth and super tight hole is stretched and stuffed with the long rubber cock!
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Scene Title: Devon & Joseph Rowland
Scene Short Description: Filled With A Rubber Cock
At Bad Boy Bondage, Brice is really going through it with Master Tye and his assistant Devon. The captive twink takes more slaps from the flogger and riding crop before being dragged to the table and bent over. The cold metal of the plug slides into his ass, but he soon realizes it’s more than just a plug when the electrodes start zapping!
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Scene Title: Master Tye, Brice Carson & Devon
Scene Short Description: Zapping His Cute Little Butt
With a twink sub like Joseph to enjoy, it’s no wonder Master Devon wants his big fuckmeat sucked by that hot mouth. He gets his new captive on the floor and releases his incredible dong from his jeans. Joseph gets to work, his own uncut cock swelling as he licks and sucks the huge piece of Master meat in his mouth.
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Scene Title: Devon & Joseph Rowland
Scene Short Description: Obediently Sucking His Huge Cock
Meanwhile at Bad Boy Bondage, Master Devon continues the electro, but the cock ring and nipple clamps aren’t enough to entertain him. He takes it to the next level, greasing up a long electro butt plug and sliding it up into the captive’s tight ass. It takes some effort to get in there, but the effect of the juice lifts Joseph off of the table!
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Title of this video: An Electrode Overdose For The Boy
Meanwhile at Bad Boy Bondage, Master Devon has Joseph roped to the table, and the sub’s uncut cock sticks straight up in anticipation of what is ahead: testicle and nip torture! Joseph squirms and squeals through his ballgag, but to no avail. There’s nothing he can do as handsome dom Devon enjoys himself and plays with his cock, zapping the twink into submission.
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Title of this video: Zapping His Uncut Twink Cock
By Joshua Ryan
Chapter 18: Where Nice Guys Finish Up
When you’re standing in a slapholder, everybody on the street can see you, which I guess is supposed to be very shameful and humiliating. A lot of people looked at me and laughed, but I didn’t mind that much. In fact, I thought I was lookin pretty good in my new browns. Also, you can see stuff when you’re hangin in one of those things, which was great because I’d seen practically nothing of the city before, and lots of it was really beautiful, especially the part we were going to, which turned out to be an ultra-rich part of town. It was like one palace after another.
When we slowed down, I saw one that had “Alcazar” on the gate, but we were just slappies so we didn’t go in there. We had to go down and around to the back. Then they let me off the truck and hustled me into this big ugly brick building that you could tell was just for the servants, and right away I was standing in front of a boss slap with NAT on his shirt. “My Name is Nat, How May I Serve You?” But he was actually wearing long sleeves, and pants rather than shorts! All brown, of course, but I was beginning to get the impression that this was a place that was tryin to be, like, over the top when it came to luxury items.
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By Joshua Ryan
Chapter 8: Nothing Is Perfect
At the hotel, a nice lunch in the King George Grill, a long nap, another good meal in the Oak Room, and many occasions to consider, while sloshing the liquids in my glass, what it might be like to live here. And there were a couple of entertaining events.
Cedric, my busboy at dinner, was a slappie I didn’t remember seeing before. His distinctive attire told me why. Instead of the standard brown slappie cap, he wore a white, fez-like piece of headgear imprinted with SERVANT IN TRAINING in large black letters. It was like one of those dunce caps you see in cartoons. Which was appropriate. The guy fumbled and bumbled and finally, rushing to clear my table for the dessert course, fell over his boots in a crash of plates and glasses. Everyone looked up, shocked at the breach of discipline. A waiter strode out of the kitchen, followed by two large slappies. The slappies picked up the dishes; the waiter grabbed Servant in Training by the ear and pulled him out of the room. The guests smiled appreciatively: the King George knew how to handle these things. The slappie would get the lesson it needed. After all, it was 40 years old! Obviously, old enough to know better.
